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When I met Rachel — well, officially, at least — I’d been haunting the house much longer than she had. Almost two decades, in fact. I had died in 1970, the year before Rachel was born. My neighbor murdered me when I was a young man of 29. I suppose that’s why I ended up […]

One day, Candy Three Snoops was snurfling and snuffling along the sidewalk outside her house. Her owner had let her out a few minutes before to “go potty,” which she understood to mean urinating. She obliged only about half the time, and today was not one of them. A large dog rounded the corner ahead. […]

Her name was Trixie, and that right there caused problems. “Trixie as in the cereal?” I asked. I was on stage, packing up my gear, sweaty from playing my show. It’s just me and my guitar, and this was a big club. I felt like I had to strum and yowl and stomp extra loud […]